Something has come to my attention lately. Something that deep down I have always known. Creating is therapeutic for me.
Over the past year has been a whirlwind for our family. Just after my book came out my husband and I were both laid off from jobs we loved. Then a month later our landlords of 4.5 years needed to sell the home we were living in. We packed up from Seattle and moved to Tucson to live with my in-laws. It was tough. After 4 months we decided to do something drastic and pick up and move where we had the most job prospects, Orlando Florida.
We lived in an extended stay hotel, we found jobs within a few weeks of arriving and after 7 weeks living in a tiny hotel room we moved into a house. I felt like our family finally made it and for the first few weeks I was content.
That’s when depression sunk in again, I have dealt with it from a young again. It just didn’t seem to make sense. Then it clicked, I have been so busy with life that I had not taken the time to create. Since then I have made time to create, something for me, no timeline, and even if it is just 20 minutes among several days. That has helped me cope with my ever-lingering depression.
My advice is find something you love to create and do it!